He tugs me into the dressing room. I squeak, covering my eyes—but not before I get an eyeful of abs, biceps, and bare, muscly thighs. I’m pretty sure I saw a penis. “Hey!” someone calls. “What the hell? You didn’t let me bring my girl in here!” “Sorry!” I call, keeping my eyes squeezed shut as Cyrus drags me through the room. “I’m not looking!”
